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Sweetgrass
03:11
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Jesus en Pauvre
05:34
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Le Seigneur s'habille en pauvre
À la porte d'un richard
Il demandit l'aumône en l'honneure de Jésus.
Que veux-tu que je te donne,
Je n'ai rien à t'y donner.
Les miettes de sur ta table,
fais-moi en la charité.
Les miettes de sur ma table,
j'ai des chiens pour les manger,
Mes chiens m'y rendent service
Mais toi, tu m'en rends pas.
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Daisy Chain
10:37
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DAISY CHAIN
I need a substance
to transport me into the eye of my horse
To stand in that brown lucidity
in that orange, ever-blooming lotus
that understands only grass.
Winter's coming on, the poppies bloom
Unaware of their coming doom.
A series of waveforms as perfectly corrupt
as life itself
A series of waveforms as cold as
light from the moon.
So much darkness
At the welfare office they holler my name
all over the place
I know I exist but only then
Thou hast prepared a table for me
in the presence of mine enemies
thou anointest my head with oil
Now light arrives from the stars
in strangled little packets
strangled little packets of light
from the stars.
So much darkness.
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The Garden of Love William Blake
I went to the Garden of Love
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And Thou Shalt Not, writ over the door;
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore,
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
And priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars, my joys and desires.
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The Sick Rose- (Blake)
02:44
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The Sick Rose William Blake
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.
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Ah! Sunflower- (Blake)
02:45
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Ah! Sun-Flower William Blake
Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun:
Seeking after that sweet golden clime,
Where the travellers journey is done.
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale Virgin shrouded with snow:
Arise from their graves and aspire,
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
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Unit 9
01:00
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House of Skin
06:28
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HOUSE OF SKIN
This house of skin
This house of skin
A prison with eyes within
A proof that proofs don't hold
A desire
To return, to return to zero again
To return, to return
to zero.
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A Happy Song
06:35
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A Happy Song
The sun is black, the poppies red
I wish I had more to add.
They're dragging the river,
they can't find the body
if they can't find the body
then how
can I have a wake?
This art of longing, it is no art
and of this science I want no part
it's the cruel, relentless carving
of wind on stone
it's the crushing of gravel
beneath an ocean
My dreams come true it worries me
I dream all I've lost comes back to me
and it smells like lillies
it smells like lillies
it smells like springtime and dust
The frost congeals, the flowers die
they long to sleep and so do I
want out from under
the thumb of human kindness
I pinch out the flame of my own vision
so I might survive
Made reckless by your beauty
I wrecked this thing I call my future
now this ruined landscape
I must survey
knowing that I was insane
The moon's gone out the flowers fade
I guess I had more to add
they're dragging the river
they can't find the body
if they can't find the body then how
can I have a wake?
The loss of love through death or
separation
is more than the ego can bear.
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Song with Chorus
22:51
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SONG WITH CHORUS
I prescribe
cold infusion of narcolepsi
Take it with gall and wine
and don't call me...
I have traded my words for dirt
and my works for worms
and the smell of dung
for every sweet phrase
The ground surges upward
the moonlight fails
the grass combs her tangled hair
the dead tree falls
I'm so clean tonight not even
moonlight can stick to me.
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Tinderbox
03:53
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Tinderbox
forgive me
I have no peace
'till I hear your breath
and your sweet
voice
The dog with eyes as big as coins
gave me a box with a little
broken key
and he said you'd be home
waiting for me
forgive me
I cannot sleep
'till I hold you in my mind
Then my bones dream
and I hear myself moan
I have seen you
lying naked as a stone
And the dog with the eyes as big as saucers
carried you here and I gazed in wonder
and I dropped my lamp
and I pricked my finger
Am I condemned
for the sight of your breast
for the love of a friend?
Are these the sweet, sullen fleurs de mal
I plucked without remorse and now
I'm lost at home
and I can't live here
I've broken the commandment
and murdered my fear
and I've sworn in vain
and erased my name
and bruised my feet in the river Lethe
and now my own shadow is looking for me
I opened the box
it was filled with sighs
and the gaze
and your face
and your eyes,
and the breath and the blood
and the bone
and the skin and the hair
and I opened it
Out came the dog with eyes like dinner plates
He told me to come here
He said you were awake.
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Kathleen Yearwood Ordeal
Guitarist and singer for over 30 years. Plays folk- concrete music. Structured inprovisations, random acts of bad dance and odd-ience participaction. Smashed glass and naked men. From Slovenia to iceland.
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